I stayed in bed all day in the fetal position
'Til the sky was a glowing algebra of amethyst and gold
Lord, I never asked to be born
Had no desire for flesh and blood and perception
Just felt shellshocked and lonesome 24-7
Watching Chantal undress though was better than morphine
The Lord must've sent her to roll the stone from my tomb
I said, "Please do be tender, but please do be obscene.
Feel like I've seen you before someplace?"
She said, "Maybe Hello magazine."
So I proposed a toast to the temperamental dick god
But then her husband rolls in - Sweet Jesus, where did he come from?
He's got Shakespeare's hair and he's about as thin as Hank Williams
She said, "Aww, don't be so twitchy. All he wants to do is watch"
Now I knew me and him, we was one guy too many.
I said, "He's putting me off, he's about as much use as a monochrome rainbow."
He said, "If I don't get to watch, there's not gonna be any action."
So she caved in his skull with the heel of her shoe
She said, "I was sick of him anyway, and divorce can be so expensive."
Then she rode me places even Superman's never been
We buried him out back and had them put up a tire swing
Me she keeps in a sack, her house creaks in the wind
And when my tongue's up her arse, she says, "It's where the Lord wants it to be."

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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